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HERE AM I, SEND ME

FEBRUARY 12, Isaiah 6:8

Kam Seng sat in church listening to a missionary speaker tell about a far-away country. The missionary wore a long, white robe and had a scarf wrapped around his head. “This is the way we often dress on the mission field,” he said, turning so everyone could see his clothes. “The purpose of this loose scarf is to keep the sun off my head. It really works quite well.” Kam Seng sat up straight to see better. “The people are difficult to reach with the Gospel, but I’m happy to be there because I know God has sent me to tell them about Jesus,” continued the missionary. Kam Seng’s eyes opened wide. He was seven years old and had never been away from home. He hoped God wouldn’t send him to a strange country. He didn’t want to leave his family.

The next evening, while Kam Seng was seated on the sofa, he could hear sounds from the kitchen where his mother was working, and he could hear his father humming while reading a book. Kam Seng liked those sounds. He looked out of the window and could see the familiar sight of the block of flats next to his. Then he heard a puffing noise outside his house.

It was old Mrs. Tan, their neighbor, walking to her flat with a heavy bag of groceries. She stopped in front of Kam Seng’s unit, set down her grocery bag, and smiled as she took a rest. Just then, the grocery bag tipped, and several cans of food dropped out.

Kam Seng went out to help her. “I’ll get the cans, Mrs. Tan,” he said. The old woman sighed and took a deep breath “Thanks, Kam Seng, I’m so tired. Please help me to my unit before you collect the cans.” She put one hand on the wall and the other on Kam Seng’s shoulder. He walked beside her and hoped she wouldn’t fall. When they reached her unit, Mrs. Tan sat down on one of the chairs outside her unit. She looked up at Kam Seng and smiled. “God sent you to me, Kam Seng,” she said. “He knew I needed help, and He sent you.”

Kam Seng ran back to pick up the cans. He felt good. He recognized that there were many ways he could serve God, and he didn’t even have to leave home - at least not yet.

Thought: Are you serving God in your family? In your neighborhood? With your friends? You don’t need to wait until you’re older.

Prayer: Heavenly Father, please show me what You want me to do for You right now. Here am I, and may I be willing to serve You wherever You want to use me. In Jesus’ name, amen.